Even the lost close in blanket warm space
distortion familiar home Small time, on the street demon
getting what soul I can a glimpse of heaven like a
hole burned in the sky
The Devil's Story
It all started just me and the kid. The kid picked up a grain
of sand called it a crystal of light, and tossed it. It
burst into color and light lit the area but quickly went out. He just had thrown
them all, when one stayed on.
He sent me into explore. Not much inside, just a universe. It
seemed to be expanding, maybe I was shrinking. There were a
lot of worlds. Some had life. Interestingly where the kid
touched and left a print formed worlds with life very similar to the
kid. I was about to develop a world of my own when he
called me back
I told him about the creatures who thought they were real as
much as I thought I was real. He sent me back, my world
was gone, the worlds that had life were changed. I went back and got
him. He messed around a bit and we left
He sent me back several times sometimes he came I
was given plenty to eat Souls for knowledge in deed I
mated but no offspring ever possessed an intellect Eventually
I became a Hermit
The Peoples Story
We were minding our own business happy and free, merely
eating our fruit, Playing Games, having dreams. Along comes
the devil offering "knowledge in'deed", you probably
remember Adam and Eve, and God. God made an agreement with us and
removed the devil.
A thousand years later he was back probing, picking, messing
up peoples lives. It was horrid, some of the best lives were crumbled.
Entire worlds collapsed. Where is God when you need him? The
devil proves god is weird, otherwise the devil wouldn't be.
The Childs Story (known as the kid)
I started out all alone. And created an imaginary friend
I imagined to have always been here. It felt good to have such a
Knowledgeable friend. The people called me God. A heavy
responsibility. My friend (known to the people As the
devil) would never know The universe was imagined like himself.
The Crystal's Story
As hoped, the experiment is encouraging. The child created a
world more promising than the devil (actually the devil is my awareness
reversed), the child is my imagined friend in a world I imagined. The
devil is capable of penetrating anything except a crystal like myself.
I feel it possible to reproduce. If two or more people touched by
the devil combine it is possible to form a crystal. The
crystal formation is good and improving
Eventually a crystal with form impervious to the devil. A
companion that will last forever. The sand the child tossed are
the latest batch. This one looks like it may last.